A man consumed by his own view,
A soul adrift, lost in the blue.
His despair of life just grew and grew,
Yet all the while, he never knew—
This pain would birth a self anew.

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The Story Behind This Poem:

This was the saddest month I've ever experienced. I couldn't even remember what happened—just the feeling.

I don't know if I was truly depressed, but as a defense mechanism, I tried to lift myself up through this poem. I even shared it, hoping someone would relate—something that now feels a bit pathetic (at least to me back then).

Yet, despite everything, this poem lifted me up.